A slight nod. Colin's gaze is at once distant and focused, as if whatever he's looking at is in a specific point in the past. A faint gesture with one hand.

"Trying to kill myself had a lot more to do with all of that than with anything that's going on now. I've been on the brink of it for years and years. And people like you and Lexie keep reaching out, and I keep thinking I have to handle everything on my own. Because that's how it was in the old days, when no one would protect me but me. Then I...I was telling Lexie, that when I went into that dark place in my head, you and she followed me in. I didn't know people did that before. Now I do. I know I can just come to you. And I will, from here on."